Man on man Stories

It was Thursday evening, and I stood there naked, excited – though my head spun in uncertainty as I looked in the mirror. I was still struggling with what I wanted, and I had been like that all day. Was it Richard? Was it another Suzy? Or was it something entirely different? My rational thoughts continued to wrestle with what my body was telling me; I was deeply unsure. I thought back to last night. From my hotel room, I...